Music Festival Report No 3

Music Festival Report No 3

Hakk!! Hawwwkkkhh!!! Hak!! Khhakkhh!! Fuck! My fuckin head!! Hak! Kahokk!! Hok-thooee!! Ukkhh. Urk. Nnnggmnngghh. Mmnnnnhh. N. I stir in the bed but I do not move, for I have experienced […]

Festival Report No 2

Festival Report No 2

Anyway. Where were we? Oh right, sorry, we finished with Wrinkly Joe saying it wasn’t even three o’clock yet. Well, that was the run-in to the only really cheesy moment […]

Festival Report No 1

Festival Report No 1

I eased into position behind the battlements of the old castle. A mile away, the target strutted across a stage, wheeling and swaggering as only such a swine is capable […]

Oh Dear Jesus!

Well you know how it is with these festivals.  Excess.  More excess and then another bit of excess. Excessive amounts of excess. When I ‘m a bit better, I’ll tell […]

Festival-Time Again

Festival-Time Again

Yes. It’s that time of year when Wrinkly Joe and myself take our lives in our hands and venture into pink-buckskin territory once more. That’s right: the Midlands Music Festival […]

Midlands Music Festival 2

We don’t go home after all, though it’s a close call. We drive back to the venue, collect Joe’s car and pull up beside the tents, wet, miserable, hung over […]